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Children playing in the shadow of the Esso Northumbria oil tanker, Newcastle, 1969
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Chris Killip’s Housing And Shipyard, Wallsend, Tyneside, 1975
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I drove past a brothel today! i must have drove past it yesterday without even realising. 'playgirls massage' sounded very suspect, and upon further investigation (via google) i can confirm the massage come with a happy ending.
I've had two pints, which is recognised globally as the optimum amount of beer for a good nights sleep. I will need all the help i can get. The yobs outside are now singing football songs.
I want to go home.
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KFC
Tonight i'm in Clethorpes. I checked into the hotel then walked the 25 yards to KFC, i went for one of those pulled chicken burger, its like a pulled pork burger, except the meat is meant to somewhat resemble chicken, the burger should also contain two mini fillet. The po faced woman managed to get most of the pulled chicken into the bun, about 3 of the 8 salad leaves went in, she managed to get 0/2 bits of chicken in, atleast she got one in the box that the burger was in, and after i had ate, i found the second in the bottom of the KFC bag.
Not that i would ever consider linconshire as a holiday location, after my experiences here i have with out a shadow of a doubt concluded that it is the worst county on earth.
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This is the worst trip, I've ever been on.
I really cant emphasise enough how bad of a place Grimsby is. If you arent a chav on a peddle bike you must be walking the streets with a can in your hand! It's no exaduration when i say that more than half of the people i have seen fit into those two categories. Its dire, it is the pits, it's the breeding ground of low life's. I do apologise to the hard working, non chav population of this town, of which there are probably very few.
Anyway, onto my gripe of the day... The way men in groups treat women. Usually, in most circumstances a group of men are dicks. Especially when it comes to a lone woman or even women in a group smaller than theirs. In the Hotel 'restaurant' (Microwave meal heating area) there were two female waitresses, i'll call one pretty and one below average looking, in my opinion. The table of six men were just taking advantage, and taking the piss. They had these two poor girls running round after them, making stupid requests and the whole time were pestering them with 'jokes' or not jokes to be honest about what they were doing later, do they do 'room service', pestering them to find out their names, whether they had boyfriends or not. I felt bad for the two girls, the below average one did love the attention, but the pretty girl was getting annoyed, but still, its not really cool. Maybe one or two of those men would have been exactly the same on their own, but i doubt it very much, the show of male bravado can extend to sport or drinking or even playing video games, but when it reaches the sort of demeaning things it did tonight it makes me a bit annoyed that as a male i'm associated with them. I'd say far worse things go on involving the same issue, but this is what went on tonight, where i was. It's not cool, and really, in terms of deserving respect, males and females are equal. I've put terms on that because in reality we are different. Women can't equal men usually in sport or other physical activities, whilst men can't generally equal women in terms of intelligence and the classic cliche; multi tasking.
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I'm not sure yet what i'm going to blog about. I'm always complaining and i'm always observing, so i suppose they are going to be prominent things in my blog. At the minute i'm in Grimsby, for work. I'm staying in a hotel that has literally never changed since the 60's. The carpet is three shades of faded brown with a dogtooth pattern and the walls look like my local community center. The food is dire, so I've been living off takeaway, and more often then not i end up eating them with a tea spoon because i forget to ask for a plastic fork on the just eat comments. I hate being couped up in the factory when i'm home, and i do enjoy working out around the country, but i hate hotels, and i hate not sleeping in my own bed, and i hate not being with my girlfriend. I miss her the most, then football and my bed tied for second. I have noticed that Grimsby, and generally north Lincolnshire is pretty grim. One night some local girls we're running into the hotel reception and asking to suck people off. And just yesterday i seen a fight at the side of the road, over what looked like a peddle bike; i slowed down in case it got out of hand, i have no idea what i would have done if it did, maybe asked him politely to stop, offered him the chance to leave before i rang an ambulance for the loser. Luckily it didn't get out of hand, both parties dusted themselfes off and went their separate ways.
Hopefully i'll be heading home soon, i've been here 8 days straight now. The money is good, but boredom really is kicking in.
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